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As night deepened, the waning moon outside the window gradually slanted westward, and the flame of the oil lamp grew weaker, leaving only the faint sounds of the two people in the room.

By midnight, Azi had exhausted all her strength. Her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes drooped gently, her breathing was even and slow, and a faint blush remained on her face. She had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Wu Feng gently placed her on the bed, covered her with the blankets, got up and stretched, his joints making a soft "crackling" sound.

The fatigue from days of running around and fighting was slightly relieved at this moment.

He found a futon, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and with a slight thought, the Nine Yang True Qi within his body began to circulate slowly.

A pale golden halo quietly enveloped his body, and his true energy flowed slowly through his meridians like a warm stream, washing over them again and again, bringing waves of comfort.

At the edge of my field of vision, a pale gold system notification steadily popped up: [Nine Yang Divine Skill Proficiency +276].

Wu Feng was immersed in cultivation, his expression focused, shutting out everything around him. Only his steady breathing and the subtle sound of his true energy circulating could be heard in the room.

As dawn broke, a pale white light appeared outside the window, and the soft morning light streamed through the windowpane into the room, falling on the bed and the cushions.

Wu Feng slowly finished his practice, opened his eyes, and a golden light flashed in his eyes. He gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, which condensed into a faint white ribbon in the cool morning air before slowly dissipating.

He got up and stretched his limbs, then turned around and went downstairs to the inn's lobby.

At this time, there were already a few early risers in the lobby, eating their breakfast with their heads down, and the air was filled with the aroma of rice porridge and pickled vegetables.

Wu Feng walked to the counter and said to the shopkeeper who had just gotten up, "Shopkeeper, bring two bowls of porridge, a pound of sliced ​​braised beef, and two stir-fried vegetables. Take them to the innermost room on the second floor."

The innkeeper quickly bowed and replied, "Alright, sir, I'll tell the kitchen to prepare it right away. It'll be ready soon."

After giving his instructions, Wu Feng turned and went back to his room on the second floor, gently pushing open the door to the inner room.

Azi was still fast asleep, her brows slightly furrowed, a faint smile on her lips, as if she were having a sweet dream.

Wu Feng walked to the bedside, reached out, and gently patted her shoulder, saying in a calm tone, "Wake up, it's time for breakfast."

Azi was woken up. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes, still looking sleepy.

His tone carried a hint of impatience, as if he was about to lose his temper.

But when she looked up and saw Wu Feng's cold eyes, all her temper instantly died down. She quickly lowered her head, forced a docile smile, and said in a soft voice, "Young Master, I'm awake."

As she spoke, she quickly got up and carefully dressed herself, her movements gentle, as if afraid of displeasing Wu Feng. Her eyes would occasionally steal glances at Wu Feng, showing a hint of apprehension.

Once Azi was dressed, Wu Feng had already turned around and walked out of the inner room, sitting at the table outside the room to wait.

Azi gritted her teeth, feeling sore all over and weak in the legs. She limped over and carefully sat down opposite Wu Feng, placing her hands on her knees and obediently lowering her head, not daring to speak.

Her cheeks were still flushed, and her eyes held a hint of grievance, but she dared not show it and could only silently endure the soreness in her body.

Not long after, the waiter brought in the breakfast.

Two bowls of steaming millet porridge, a plate of thinly sliced, bright red, and fragrant braised beef, and two plates of crisp, green seasonal vegetables.

They also brought over a pot of hot tea and gently placed it on the table: "Please enjoy your tea, sir."

Wu Feng waved his hand, signaling the waiter to leave. The waiter bowed and responded, then gently closed the door.

The room fell silent again. Azi smelled the aroma of food, her throat bobbed, and she subconsciously swallowed.

Her eyes were fixed on the beef on the table, but she didn't dare to touch it. She just looked at Wu Feng cautiously.

Wu Feng glanced at her and said in a flat tone, "Eat."

Upon hearing this, Azi's eyes lit up instantly.

He quickly picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a large piece of beef, and put it in his mouth, eating it in big mouthfuls as if he hadn't eaten in a long time.

There was a little oil on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of satisfaction.

Wu Feng slowly picked up his chopsticks, drinking his porridge and eating his side dishes. His expression was calm, but he was planning his next trip.

Ding Chunqiu's mission is complete. He has obtained the manual for the Dissolving Power Technique and the Divine Wood King Cauldron, and the conditions for cultivating the Dissolving Power Technique are met. However, there are more important things to do right now, so the cultivation of the Dissolving Power Technique can be put on hold for the time being.

The most important thing now is to find Wu Yazi to collect the mission reward. Hopefully, that old guy is still alive, since he still needs to get the mission reward from Wu Yazi.

There might be top-notch martial arts techniques or other treasures that would greatly benefit my strength.

Lost in thought, Wu Feng opened his game friends list and his gaze fell on A Zi's name.

When I saw the favorability rating, I was slightly taken aback, and a look of surprise appeared on my face.

Upon seeing Ah Zi, the favorability rating actually changed from negative to positive – [Ah Zi: Current favorability rating 32 (chance encounter)].

He originally only intended to properly train Azi so that she would not dare to betray him.

He didn't care whether the favorability rating was positive or negative, but the fact that it suddenly became positive was somewhat unexpected.

Azi quickly finished a bowl of porridge, then picked up a few pieces of beef. Seeing Wu Feng deep in thought, she put down her chopsticks, cautiously raised her head, and asked in a soft, tentative voice, "Young Master, where are we going next?"

Wu Feng snapped out of his thoughts, looked up at her, and said calmly, "Go to Leigu Mountain."

Azi nodded obediently, a gentle smile on her face: "I understand, young master."

"Alright, let's go." Wu Feng put down his chopsticks, stood up, straightened his robes, and walked towards the door.

Azi quickly got up and followed closely behind him, her steps still a little unsteady, but she dared not slow down.

The two went downstairs, Wu Feng went to the counter, paid the room fee, and then led A Zi out of the inn.

As we left the town, the morning mist outside had not yet dissipated, and the distant mountains were shrouded in a thin layer of fog.

The outlines were faintly visible, and the air was filled with the fragrance of mountain grass and trees and the moisture of dew.

Wu Feng stopped and turned to look at A Zi behind him. Before she could react, he reached out and scooped her up in his arms.

Azi exclaimed in surprise and instinctively hugged Wu Feng's neck, her eyes full of astonishment, but she quickly adjusted.

A blush crept across her face as she nestled obediently in Wu Feng's arms, closed her eyes, and settled down to rest.

Wu Feng exerted force with his feet, alternating between the Lingbo Weibu and Tiyun Zong techniques.

He sped off towards Leigu Mountain like an arrow released from a bow, his clothes fluttering and creating a whooshing sound in the wind.

The grass and trees beneath his feet rushed past him, and his figure quickly disappeared into the morning mist.

Time flies, and two days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Over the past two days, Wu Feng has been traveling with A Zi. In his spare time, he continues to discipline her. A Zi's temperament has gradually become much more restrained, and she is no longer as unruly as she was at the beginning.

She has become increasingly obedient and docile, and more and more respectful to Wu Feng. Her favorability rating has been gradually increasing, and it has now risen to 68 (a chance encounter).

The two traveled day and night, finally arriving at a small town near Leigushan.

The town is small but very lively. The streets are lined with stalls, and the sounds of vendors calling out their wares and bargaining fill the air, along with the aroma of food and the lively atmosphere of cooking.

Wu Feng led A Zi to a clean inn to stay in. After entering the room, A Zi skillfully walked to the table.

He picked up the teapot and poured Wu Feng a cup of hot tea, presenting it to him with both hands, his tone gentle: "Young master, please have some tea. We should be able to reach Leigu Mountain by tomorrow if we continue our journey."

Wu Feng took the teacup, took a small sip, and felt the warm tea slide down his throat, making him feel much more comfortable. He nodded slightly and said, "Mmm."

Not long after, the waiter brought in dinner: two dishes and a soup, one meat and one vegetable, plus a bowl of rice. Although simple, it was very delicious.

The two sat down and ate dinner quietly. Azi would occasionally put food on Wu Feng's plate, her movements obedient and her eyes full of flattery.

The dinner was eaten in silence, and the two finished eating shortly afterward.